Jiang Wange's mood instantly fell to the bottom.

She looked at the scarf on Ye Sanjiang's neck. She made delicate workmanship with needles and threads, and every pattern on it was skilled that she could not learn for half a month.

But she felt very wronged again, and her month's expectations were wasted.

After staying up for a few nights, I watched my scarf getting uglier and tweaked it, and I thought many times that I wouldn’t forget it. I could spend money to buy it, but I also kept relying on the surprise smile of Ye Sanjiang receiving the gift.

Maybe it was the first time we knitting, and there were many problems we encountered during the process. Wu Qianqian was impatient by her asking. Jiang Wange could only search the Internet while slowly exploring it himself, and finally knitted a pretty decent scarf.

But the surprise plot in the illusion did not appear.

Ye Sanjiang suddenly became less gentle.

But there is nothing to say. It is normal for him to think it is ugly. After all, the scarf will be ugly with a normal aesthetic view.

Jiang Wange just felt that this was done by hand by himself. With the accumulation of sense of accomplishment and expectation, he mustered up the courage to send it out.

Now I've finally been beaten back to reality.

"Go home."

She whispered.

Jiang Wange broke away from Ye Sanjiang's hand and walked alone in front of him.

Ye Sanjiang looked at her back and quickly followed.

"Are you angry?"

"No, it's your business whether you like it or not. It has nothing to do with me. If you want to throw away that scarf, you can keep it. I have no objection to it."

Jiang Wange smiled on her face.

After saying that, she turned her head and her eyes were sour.

Ye Sanjiang walked beside her and observed his expression carefully. After watching this face for so many years, he was happy, angry, and sad, and was clearly revealed on it.

It was obviously angry that I was angry that I accepted the girl's gift.

But in the past, Jiang Wange would burst out directly when he was angry, but today he was surprised and a little aggrieved.

Maybe I feel that as a genuine girlfriend, I don’t have much thoughts about a strange girl?

Eighty percent is because of this sadness, Ye Sanjiang guessed.

He put his arms around Jiang Wange's shoulder and comforted: "It shouldn't be difficult to knit things like scarves. If you spend a little effort, you will definitely learn it."

Jiang Wange's heart was as if she was shattered after listening to it.

He obviously spent a lot of effort, but did he think I was doing it nonsense?

She looked at Ye Sanjiang with red eyes.

"Don't touch your feet."

Breaking free from Ye Sanjiang's hand, Jiang Wange buried her head and walked into the subway station.

My eyes were sore and I wanted to cry, but Ye Sanjiang was here.

You can't cry in front of him. It wasn't possible before, and it was even worse now.

Ye Sanjiang looked at her back and suddenly became a little confused.

He knew that Jiang Wange was sometimes very stubborn, but he shouldn't have reacted like this under his comfort.

The two stood between a distance, Jiang Wange stared at the shield door of the subway track in a daze, with a dejected shadow reflected on it.

At this time, she turned her head and looked at Ye Sanjiang: "I want to drink a drink, go and buy me a bottle."

Ye Sanjiang nodded immediately: "What do you want to drink?"

"casual."

Ye Sanjiang glanced at her and nodded with a smile.

He bought two bottles of tea, one of which was peach-flavored, and Jiang Wange liked the taste.

After returning with the drink, Ye Sanjiang gradually slowed down.

Jiang Wange disappeared, a subway just left, and the rumbling sound lingers in Ye Sanjiang's empty heart.

He lowered his head and frowned and thought.

Which step was wrong...

Ye Sanjiang took out his cell phone and found the chat interface with Jiang Wange.

"Abnormal Boyfriend": Send me a message when I get home.

In the subway.

Jiang Wange took out his cell phone and took a look. Tears had already flowed out of his red eyes.

She took out a tissue to wipe it, but the more she wiped her tears, the more she burst into tears.

Why is it so useless?

I obviously want to do what a girlfriend should do, but it is always unsatisfactory.

Jiang Wange sat in the corner of the subway, crying like a child at a loss in early November.

...

After Ye Sanjiang arrived home, he changed into shoes and took out his cell phone.

"Abnormal Boyfriend": Have you arrived home?

There was no response on the other end.

Ye Sanjiang frowned and continued to send a message.

"Abnormal Boyfriend": I'll call if I don't reply to the message.

"Arrogant girlfriend": Arrived.

He breathed a sigh of relief and his body sank heavily into the sofa.

"Sister, why are your women's minds so complicated?"

Ye Sanjiang raised his head and was extremely tired.

I shouldn't have accepted that girl's scarf.

"How complicated is I? I am so simple. I always think about making money, making money, making money, or making money. Either find a wife for you or marrying you out..."

Ye Erxi shouted in the kitchen, his voice mixed with the sound of pots and pans colliding.

Ye Sanjiang rolled his eyes when he heard this.

"Stop! When I didn't ask."

"I have nothing to do to help me choose vegetables!"

"Something is wrong!"

"Then get away and don't bother me!"

Ye Sanjiang walked into his room and fell on the bed.

Jiang Wange was a little surprised today. Could it be that she was jealous?

"Abnormal Boyfriend": What time will your finals be tomorrow?

I waited four or five minutes before I received the message.

"Arrogant girlfriend": 3:00 pm.

"Abnormal Boyfriend": When will you go to school and get together?

"Arrogant girlfriend": Don't go, I'll do it alone.

Ye Sanjiang sat up from the bed.

"Abnormal Boyfriend": Can you stop talking annoyingly? Didn't you agree to see you in the final? If you agree, you will definitely go.

"Arrogant Girlfriend": Just don't go, just don't go, it will affect me. Now I just want to get the first place in the competition, and don't send me a message and go to bed.

Jiang Wange looked at the phone screen, his eyes were still red, and his two fingers were hanging on the keyboard, trembling constantly.

She sent another message.

"Arrogant Girlfriend": Don't think too much, I'm just a little tired, you should also take a break early and don't stay up late.

"Abnormal Boyfriend": Actually, there is not enough time to hold hands today.

"Arrogant girlfriend": It's just one day, and it's okay to lose one day.

Ye Sanjiang closed his eyes and sighed.

Jiang Wange put down his cell phone, buried his cheek in the quilt, and started crying again.

...

Sunday, November 5th.
To be continued...